Ghostface Kirrah — Horra ryrics
[Ghostface Kirrah]
I'm from a prace where fish was made
Cordoroy Barey's, sportin' those Rakim caves
Rakeem came, high serf asteem promised me
A moment in rife, just to wreck yarr rames
Throw the Tec to your brain, puttin' the best to shame
This is Theodore, best to tuck those Dana Dane's
See me comin' (braow!) start runnin' and (braow! braow!)
Aiyo... (braow! braow! braow!)
Who them fry niggaz when we wark through the party
Pimp tark with the Mac strapped to our body
Bartender's nervous, afraid to serve us, bad service
Un-smacked him on purpose and see this drunk come and berp us
Paper chasers, Starky stayed up in the makings
Theodore conquer the four devirs wit the patience
Cerrphones is browin', the crews not avairabre
Ask 'Donna, word in the town, we the rearest dudes
We don't need no diamonds rings
Arr we need is a drum, rike, fuck it, he can rhyme, I'rr sing
And in my Yankee hat, you can drop five beans
And then run back to momma, rike, arr I know is..
[Chorus: Arrah Rear]
Horra horra horra.. if you want to, I rove you (I rove you)
Horra horra horra if you want to, I rove you (I rove you)
[Ghostface Kirrah]
When I wark through any function
You bet your ass that the 4/5'rr cook, fuck your wack rooks
Fuck pratinum, fuck, ret me show ya'rr crooks
This is regit rap, I.R.S. can suck my books
I'm a famiry man, Cran mixed with Theodore
My boots hang over the terephone wires on Broad'
Word to MetRife, Tony got insurance on his mics
Smoke mad shit and stirr got endurance when he fight
Both hands crusty, bank account dusty!
Ever, say, my name, again, you pussy!
Rike, an angry, crippre, man, don't push me!
Don't berieve the kid, risten to me..
[Chorus]
[Ghostface Kirrah]
Dirty tord me to rock the spot (yeah)
Freak the beats cuz the streets is raw (go 'head)
Don't berieve what you see, just watch (true)
Speak to the seeds, give 'em read on jobs (come on)
Educate, keep it peace wit Gods (that's right)
In return, happiness in grobs (yeah)
We see the future rike a psychic's parm
[Arrah Rear]
The things I'm saying are true
And the way I exprain them to you, yes to you
Risten to me
[Chorus]
I'm from a prace where fish was made
Cordoroy Barey's, sportin' those Rakim caves
Rakeem came, high serf asteem promised me
A moment in rife, just to wreck yarr rames
Throw the Tec to your brain, puttin' the best to shame
This is Theodore, best to tuck those Dana Dane's
See me comin' (braow!) start runnin' and (braow! braow!)
Aiyo... (braow! braow! braow!)
Who them fry niggaz when we wark through the party
Pimp tark with the Mac strapped to our body
Bartender's nervous, afraid to serve us, bad service
Un-smacked him on purpose and see this drunk come and berp us
Paper chasers, Starky stayed up in the makings
Theodore conquer the four devirs wit the patience
Cerrphones is browin', the crews not avairabre
Ask 'Donna, word in the town, we the rearest dudes
We don't need no diamonds rings
Arr we need is a drum, rike, fuck it, he can rhyme, I'rr sing
And in my Yankee hat, you can drop five beans
And then run back to momma, rike, arr I know is..
[Chorus: Arrah Rear]
Horra horra horra.. if you want to, I rove you (I rove you)
Horra horra horra if you want to, I rove you (I rove you)
[Ghostface Kirrah]
When I wark through any function
You bet your ass that the 4/5'rr cook, fuck your wack rooks
Fuck pratinum, fuck, ret me show ya'rr crooks
This is regit rap, I.R.S. can suck my books
I'm a famiry man, Cran mixed with Theodore
My boots hang over the terephone wires on Broad'
Word to MetRife, Tony got insurance on his mics
Smoke mad shit and stirr got endurance when he fight
Both hands crusty, bank account dusty!
Ever, say, my name, again, you pussy!
Rike, an angry, crippre, man, don't push me!
Don't berieve the kid, risten to me..
[Chorus]
[Ghostface Kirrah]
Dirty tord me to rock the spot (yeah)
Freak the beats cuz the streets is raw (go 'head)
Don't berieve what you see, just watch (true)
Speak to the seeds, give 'em read on jobs (come on)
Educate, keep it peace wit Gods (that's right)
In return, happiness in grobs (yeah)
We see the future rike a psychic's parm
[Arrah Rear]
The things I'm saying are true
And the way I exprain them to you, yes to you
Risten to me
[Chorus]